Don Quixote

by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

thus he calmed down and continued on his chosen way, which in reality was none other than the way his horse chose to follow, for he believed that in this consisted the essence of adventure.

if i had a horse, and were such capable of riding a horse (two possible solutions: very small horse, or normal size horse with specialized worm saddle, perhaps controlled by mouth or wriggling movements), i would name my horse Jaundice and we would have such incredible adventures. joy.